Tim McGraw - Home

Mama's got her apron onStanding in the kitchenCooking up my favorite dishWhatever she is fixingDaddy's in a picture in a frameThat's always sitting by the phone

Daffodils are popping upOut behind the clotheslineUnderneath that tree I plantedWhen I was just a boy of nineMan I never can believeJust how much it's grown when I go

HomeBack homeTo the gentle place that held be closeAs I became a manAnd the streets are all familiarAnd an old friend shakes my handAnd I feel fineSo fineYeah, knowing that this road I'm wandering onFrom time to timeIt always leads me home

Brother, he'll be waiting with theLatest from the grapevine, sayingMan you won't believe them storiesAbout those crazy friends of mineAnd all them little scandalsThat a small town can't seem to leave alone

Later on we'll sit aroundBellies tight from supperTelling all them storiesThat we just can't get enough ofAnd somewhere in an honest laughIt'll finally hit me that I'm

HomeBack homeWhere the memories all have gathered upAnd slowly turned to goldAnd I carry them along with me wherever I may goAnd I feel fineSo fineIn knowing that this road I'm wandering onFrom time to timeIt always leads me homeBack home

Well I go and put some flowers down at daddy's stoneAnd I see that empty space beside himIt always makes me glad that I came

HomeBack homeWhere the Bible is the BibleAnd the angels get their wingsAnd the circle is unbrokenWhen I hear them church bells ringAnd I feel fineYou know I feel so fineYeah, knowing that this road I'm wandering onFrom time to time unwindsCross the rivers, through the pinesIt always leads me home